Eyes into the sky in shades of grey
Covering up on internet display
Lively spinning out and yet so still
All that freedom tempered by what will
Be the motion of becoming
Dance a deadly dance while time is running
Out, and into those who embrace
Feel the breeze caressing where you went
Only to begin again and then
A deeper sense awakened when I stopped
Trying too hard to riddle what is not
Oh, the motion of becoming
Dance a deadly dance while time in running
Out, and into those who embrace